Category: Words
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So Many Thoughts, So Little Outlets
One, two, buckle my shoe, Three, four, open the – Oh! Hello, I didn’t see you there. Don’t be alarmed! No. No. Take it easy. Sit down. Stay for a while. You may be wondering where Tom is… well, he’s still here. Somewhere. We’ve given him the night off… From this posting malarkey anyhow. Some…
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View from the window: And there?
Alternatively titled: Who’s Watching Who? Alternatively titled: As Above So Below (kind of!) Sometimes I’m up, Sometimes I’m down. Sometimes I’m wet, Sometimes I’m dry. Sometimes I’m not myself. Sometimes I’m floating on cloud nine. Sometimes I’m trudging through the pits of despair. Sometimes I’m content with what I have. Sometimes I want for everything.…
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Empty Keys
I try. I try to type. I hit the keys. I create words, but there’s no connection. I try to think. I try to dream, but there’s no imagination. I try too hard. I try to force things, but in the end there’s nothing. An empty mind. Using empty keys. Creating empty words. But still.…
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Huh?
Horrifying. So began the comment. An individual could hardly browse through somewhere. I thought this was actually going somewhere, I really did, until that last word. Any time you browse through furthermore there, it would end up like practically squishing, sent downward on the ground, arrived about. Should I read more? I thought to myself,…
The Mansionic Perspective 